Vincey Delaney

Member Since: February 2009

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Featured on Booksie by Vincey Delaney

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Secret Escape For Two

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A Comforting Light

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I have a good sence of humor, I love nature, and I love Holidays!    I've been writing stories  ever since I was in the third grade.  It's my favourite pastime!    


Everyday is a Holiday

 I couldn’t wait to start this morning with a summer adventure. Aunt Dorothy and I will enjoy the day rowing on the lake. There’s nothing so vivid, so refreshing than a lovely nature journey. Before leaving, I’m on my way to visit dear neighbour Millie who is in the hospital. I brought cookies, a few magazines. Nearby, I see Matthew who is washing the car. He has such a warm smile.

"Hello! I heard you’re going on the lake today, I have something for you." He then turns to a bench. It’s a gold

package. I now look inside, it’s cool binoculars and a camera.

"Thank you Matthew, it’s just what I need!" I’m grateful. I will pick this up after seeing Millie. As I stroll by Clifford St. Playground, I see a friendly face. It’s David who is building a fenced fort, a play set for the children. He happily waves.

"You can’t leave on your rowing trip without this!" He has a basket with a red ribbon on it. I now take a peek, it’s a picnic.

"Thank you David, it’s just what I need!" It’s terrific so I will pick this up later too. Close to the hospital, I meet paper boy Jonathan on his bike. He eagerly comes near.

"I have a perfect gift for you, I left it with Dorothy. You will look pretty wearing a sunhat, sunglasses and there’s plenty of fudge, spearmint candy for the ride." I am touched.

"Thank you Jonathan, it’s just what I need!" Now, my friends, Colleen and Sheila leave the hospital. Content Sheila turns.

"Oh, bring me back a few seashells, coloured pebbles from the sandbar. Enjoy!" I feel so loved and it’s a fine treasure. I

soon realize that everyday is special, everyday is a holiday.


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